“Pray share your dastardly plans, Brendan,” Churchill growled. Bracken peered through his pebble glasses. “A Blackshirt coup, Prime
Minister. You in the Tower, the Empire handed over to Jerry on a plate, the
Wehrmacht paddling across the Channel unmolested.”
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